We will say the worst: the sound tecnician was an uneducated idiot. It is said.
On a cold night in Aveiro, not few were the ones that wandered into Mercado Negro to see a concert that will leave a mark on everyone there.
Opening the warzone was Keltika Hispanna, showing a different side we didn't expect. With 4 musicians on stage exchanging instruments like drums, flute and guitar (among others), their sound was much more folk than it shows on cd, making them sound closer to Àrnica (maybe a bit too much). Yet, their show was a powerful one, and no one was left indifferent to this near-ritual.
Next was Cuèlebre, and they might have been the strangest band on the bill, due to the accessibility of their sound. With a lot more people on stage (they were 6!), their medieval folk with a touch of pop just didn't put everyone dancing because we were all seated, but it sure took us back to the medieval fairs. We only lacked the booze!
Closing the night was Àrnica. What can we say? That impressive entrance will surely be on everyone's memory for a long time. It was a unique war ritual. Incense, masks, bones, war drums and battle shouts. No one remained seated. We were on our feet, proud warriors with raised fists, shouting in spanish (we were converted for some moments!), and in those minutes (we lost count, sorry) we went back in time, before the medieval age, to the time of dolmens, to the pre-roman age of Iberia.
In short and sound: those who didn't go, sucks to be you! We (the noble warriors attending) left with the spoils of victory!
On a cold night in Aveiro, not few were the ones that wandered into Mercado Negro to see a concert that will leave a mark on everyone there.
Opening the warzone was Keltika Hispanna, showing a different side we didn't expect. With 4 musicians on stage exchanging instruments like drums, flute and guitar (among others), their sound was much more folk than it shows on cd, making them sound closer to Àrnica (maybe a bit too much). Yet, their show was a powerful one, and no one was left indifferent to this near-ritual.
Next was Cuèlebre, and they might have been the strangest band on the bill, due to the accessibility of their sound. With a lot more people on stage (they were 6!), their medieval folk with a touch of pop just didn't put everyone dancing because we were all seated, but it sure took us back to the medieval fairs. We only lacked the booze!
Closing the night was Àrnica. What can we say? That impressive entrance will surely be on everyone's memory for a long time. It was a unique war ritual. Incense, masks, bones, war drums and battle shouts. No one remained seated. We were on our feet, proud warriors with raised fists, shouting in spanish (we were converted for some moments!), and in those minutes (we lost count, sorry) we went back in time, before the medieval age, to the time of dolmens, to the pre-roman age of Iberia.
In short and sound: those who didn't go, sucks to be you! We (the noble warriors attending) left with the spoils of victory!